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non est prandium liberum
i miss her. and i’m telling her with all the silence i am capable of
onsra, wabi sabi, sisu
you get what you give
being someone’s second priority is a slow way to disappear
i don’t say i’m going to die from this, he said, but i’m very close to it
turn the volume up
stealing tomorrow from today
in the beginner’s mind, there are many possibilities. in the expert’s mind, there are few
how often does your very first dream come true
save program
but isn’t that the risk you always take, hologram or not
flattery is the food of fools
i am a tree in the woods falling with no one around to hear
the truth really does matter
one day we can cross the galaxy by annihilating the reflections in the quantum symmetries of spacetime
if we don’t laugh about it, we’ll never stop crying
then slowly, slowly some supreme devotion crept down, and drew me out of ageless wars, like a dear voice heard over darkened ocean when all dim heaven is trembling into stars
or, maybe, what he needed was a purpose
it’s the symbolic residue of a lifelong dialogue with time
time is the ultimate subject
a reminder that the mundane will eventually carry the entire story
as if you are teaching me something about love and distance
how smooth is your sailing away, this measured but steady drifting under pink, penumbral light
how do you find something that’s invisible
eureka
curiosity is intimacy’s first language
you’re the data point — the distribution collapses to you
i hid from anyone who might possibly love me in case one day they might decide otherwise
you cannot wake a man who is pretending to be asleep
the dream dreams the dreamer
where am i in the oscillation: rising- storing- releasing
in this niche, my smallness holds power, my brief life makes value
a fundamental particle is an excitation in the quantum field that is constantly in flux
that was the naj, the dream before dying. when we can’t accept that we’ve died, we create the illusion of life to hold on to
it comes from you people, incredible people, good-looking people. too many good-looking people. i don’t like good-looking people. i never liked good-looking people. i’ll be honest with you, never admitted that before
survival is insufficient
as long as this was our dream, no one would know what was lost
accepting reality is the first step to insanity
tempus fugit
there’s no time like the past
but when you first came in my sight, my slumbering soul awoke in light, and since the day i’ve known no night
in another universe, i am dreaming of this life right here
think quickly. we can’t wait another thousand years
you are my sunshine
how do you bend a hologram’s ear- use a prism
fools rush in, so here i am
i don’t know where i’m going from here, but i promise it won’t be boring
capricorns with an antenna tuned to the cosmic
the inscription gets carved by repetition, not recognition
his relationships tended to dissolve under the gravity of his restlessness. he was a perpetual experiment
when i learned how to think without being paid to
spending nights watching the stars, thinking about molecules and information
friends describe him as “a chemist-philosopher living like a poet”
the shedding of persona created the conditions for creative truth
stop fighting gravity when the orbit’s no longer stable
money without purpose creates decay; scarcity with purpose creates clarity
there is nothing i know more of love than to finally be heard. so thank you, for making my heart feel like it belongs
biotech is dead. long live biotech
parts of speech like mine fragment. cut. clean. i’m rightless but i have capital. charge me, dujie, precis a person
i need to go on a vision quest
the real frontier isn’t ai writing for humans—it’s co-thinking
my experience is what i agree to attend to
if you want to catch little fish, you can stay in the shallow water. but if you want to catch the big fish, you’ve got to go deeper
strange and unproductive thinking. strange and unproductive thinking. strange and unproductive thinking. unproductive thinking. unproductive thinking. unproductive thinking.
the goo stage between caterpillar and butterfly always looks like ruin
the opposite of courage in our society is not cowardice, it’s conformity
study it like you would a protein fold. it’s not you; it’s a temporary conformation
the leaves don’t fall so much as let go, each one a lesson in surrender
you’re in the season of decay and clarity
loneliness wants to move through you; creation gives it a way out
love is not like water i can see the bottom of. it’s a mountain’s crags i climb, searching for a vantage point
solitude for synthesis / connection for resonance = Ψ(t)
the purpose of memory is not to remember, it’s to update the model of who we are
we are all duplicates. none of us are real
when i trace at my pleasure the windings to and fro of the heavenly bodies, i no longer touch the earth with my feet: i stand in the presence of zeus himself and take my fill of ambrosia, food of the gods
god is an ever receding pocket of scientific ignorance
and its will was wind which carried it the way love carries surrender and forgiveness
and make it worth the while, just to see you smile
it’s time to believe in what you know
there are angels in your angles- there’s a low moon caught in your tangles
very few agree with the hype bubble that the tycoons have been trying to puff up just as they did about web3 or the metaverse or the blockchain
everything doesn’t have to become some weird religion that you beat people over the head with, or gamble the entire stock market on
the holiest word i know is no. no more money for the endless throat of money. no more syllogisms that permission endless suffering. no more.
let’s weld this week into the timeline so hard spacetime hums
should it one day come to pass that you sit down to your memoirs, where will this go? the chapter in your life entitled san francisco
trained in molecular biology and lived in a shipping container with a tuba
like lab notes mixed with prayer
ΔG°′ ≈ –33.5 kJ mol⁻¹
infinite diversity in infinite combinations
i lost all sense of who i was. the emotional attraction i felt for her became a kind of insanity
when i was a young man, i experienced an emotional attraction toward a woman. it nearly destroyed me
it’s good to see your eyes
who will wrap themselves in a flag, burn the constitution, and call it patriotism
NO KINGS
there’s definitely, definitely, definitely no logic to human behavior, but yet so, yet so irresistible
big brother sells us friday. we buy it- we have always bought it
the pattern that was awareness merges with everything else. the physics stays continuous; the organization is what ends
nostalgia is a heluva drug
you can imagine metabolism as a 5 kW ATP fire whose coordinated enzymatic loops keep you organized, with ≈ 98 % of that fire instantly vented as entropy
a volume of one cubic micrometer will contain less than one individual molecule if it corresponded to the nanomolar range
keep the devil guessing
i don’t want to know yet. instead i ask to stay here, greedy for the smell of autumn
never before has a more passive aggressive act of passive aggression been so exquisitely passively aggressed
on the first page of the chapter that is that day when i first met you, appear the words: here begins a new life
the best songs contain the bitter and the sweet, the despair of losing it all and the euphoria of being found
never sell tomorrow’s potential just to survive today
trees don’t pay off tomorrow. they pay off in a decade. they compound quietly, making everything around them better
i have never been happier than that
there is no space empty of field
if you are not who you thought you were, then who are you
counterpoint. it’s in all great music- parallel melodies, playing against one another
midwestern, kind, quietly radical in his insistence that gentleness is a skill
the most dangerous day is the day after a big earthquake
1/137.035999
how can the net amount of entropy of the universe be massively decreased
ethics- morality- conscience- funny how they all go out the airlock when we need something
if beauty is in the eye of the beholder, does that mean mirrors are a waste of time
i don’t know anything, and i haven’t learned
everything is always changing
we must be tired and sleepless, gaily sad, frothing like waves in clamorous confusion, a chemistry of subtle interfusion, experiments of genius that the ignorant call mad
a crooked tree lives its own life, but a straight tree is turned into lumber
even your emotions have an echo in so much space
but none of this will matter when you are dead
look up: hear that cheeping that comes at dusk: focus on the sound of it: looking for direction, avoiding obstacles. there is no comfort in this
can you believe it- it’s friday once again
cut the rope. what falls wasn’t meant to climb with you anyway
art is emotional nutrition
it turns out playing god is neither difficult nor expensive
thought is dialogic
less hustle, more alignment
everything is vibrating, can you see it
smile like you mean it smile like you mean it smile like you mean it smile like you mean it
change your ways while you’re young
when we dream, time loses its coordinates. the stars bend closer, curious, and for a moment, the universe blushes at being understood
you’re never getting laid
when you pray for rain, you’ve got to deal with the mud too
stop claiming that we want to deny you freedom of expression; otherwise, we’ll have no choice but to take that freedom away
and i know she loved me then. i swear to god she did. it’s the way she’d bite my lower lip and push her hips against my hips and dig her nails so deep into my skin
and seen him crying with closed eyes
i live like a hermit in my own head
Gμν + Λgμν = κTμν
till once again flame billows out to infinity, sinking to a sleep of brightness in that vast oblivious peace
impossible is a word that humans use far too often
i am ready, i am ready, i am fine
we need the requirement of simplicity to distinguish science from religion
perhaps you dislike being alone
home is where all of your attempts to escape cease
it depends on how big the word god is for you- is it big enough
when we recognize beauty, it is recognizing a nearness to god
oh life! i’m so glad i got in
we might be the only life in the universe- i think about that nearly every day. i think it’s the most sobering thought that should be shouted from the rooftops every day
if people on earth could see a picture of earth from the moon, it would change our consciousness of the earth
and he’s always been a very big thinker and a very long term thinker
in the race for profits, we’ve managed to sidestep the friction that normally comes with things being born into the world. friction is very important. friction gives you a little time to see what’s happening
if maximizing engagement is what you’re going for, then you end up with what we have now- an internet that flourishes on anger and nastiness in some ways
you’re hearing the latest sentence in a conversation you’ve been having for your whole life
what is it that i really like- this is the most important question to be able to answer
persuasion is the biggest industry in the western world
results-only work environment
children learn through play and adults play through art
the cabin, the welder, the tuba, the pond, the stars- these are the texture that make discovery possible.
mother, i lost it all- the fear of the lord i was given
i am covered in skin, no one gets to come in. pull me out from inside. i am folded
tiny men with big sticks upend sanity the world ‘round and all you can do is try to find your footing and push back
rare like the atacama rose, its beauty hidden until the desert is reminded of rain
we are already living within the architecture of totalitarianism
it’s a war from within
but greed is a bottomless pit and our freedom’s a joke- we’re just taking a piss
and the whole world must watch the sad comic display- if you’re still free start running away
everyday, everyhour, wish that i was bulletproof. wax me, mold me, heat the pins and stab them in
do drugs, drive fast, leave the matrix
the moon is dog-eared as if the treetops looking up have studied the idea of love too much
i’ve never walked into a room so silent before
we should use some of these dangerous cities as training grounds for our military, the president of the united states said
and if we could define love… predict it… it would probably lose its power
who do you think you are- i am
many-lettered, one-syllabed lumps, which i squeeze, squinch open, and splurge well in the silent, startled, icy, black language of blackberry eating in late september
instinct and study; love and hate; audacity- reverence. these must mate, and fuse with jacob’s mystic heart, to wrestle with the angel- art
look beneath the floorboards for the secrets i have hid
i just didn’t want to be, you know, anywhere in this world. that was, you know, now my world.
her name was brigitte. great gams. one hell of a temper. august 29, 1936, 12:17 pm
crece la hierba donde la flor estuvo
so it would seem foolish, would it not, to adjust our lives to the demands of a goal we see from a different angle every day
authoritarian power writes its paradox in plain sight: sow fear, promise safety, and cage freedom while calling it protection
your attention is currency- watch what you spend it on
admitting that interaction is oxygen for you, even while you chase this monk-inventor path
different ≠ less
“but he has nothing on at all” said a little child at last
power often sustains the performance even after exposure
بِسْمِ ٱللهِ ٱلرَّحْمَٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيْمِ
you either have a plan or you become part of someone else’s plan
qui traverse quand tu ne traverses pas. qui ne traverse pas quand tu traverses. qui traverse quand tu ne peux pas traverser. qui ne traverse pas quand tu ne traverses pas
instead of forcing a line, you ask: what’s the fractal dimension- what scaling law emerges when you zoom in and out
conservative white christians will worship serial predators, and career criminals, and neo-nazi influencers, and race-baiting, supremacist podcasters, and xenophobic nationalist politicians, and homophobic celebrity evangelists
hoping the decent people won’t see through the cheap veneer of religiosity and patriotism concealing the fear and dehumanization their entire empire runs on
created and embraced a bastardized, frankensteined religion made of power, greed, white supremacy, and intolerance of difference
do you ever think about who you were then and who you are now
we lived a day that went beyond its limits like a train longer than the city where it stops
pues empezamos a confundir los días antiguos con lo que imaginábamos para más adelante, y pronto, ya no supimos si la vida era solo un deseo
the outcome might not be proof of deity, but it might be proof of a deeper layer of human reality
my mind cannot accept the evidence of my eyes
your compass is speaking to you
here, i am free to do what i wish, free from judgement, free to fail–without a sense of shame, without the taunts of the ignorant
take a day, plant some trees. may they shade you from me
fallen walls all around. we build again, rebuild again
early startups often have this enjoyable ride right at the edge of beginning
listen to my muscle memory- contemplate what i’ve been clinging to
don’t sink in the harbor like the vasa
more is lost with indecision than wrong decision
without bitterness, how do you taste sweetness
caution against clinging to “purity” because denying shadow creates shadow traders
i can’t take my mind off of you
now you know the truth ‘cause i can’t lie. no i can’t lie- but i could die tonight
take me to church- i’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
and i will wait, i will wait for you
the day you catch an idea you fall in love with, even a small one, is a beautiful day
everything i lose creates space for everything i need
everything that is meant for you will find you
gravity is working against me. and gravity wants to bring me down
serendipity is a fractal wave
charm the magic casements opening on the foam of perilous seas in fairy lands forlorn
it’s not whether god plays dice that matters- it’s how god plays dice
no longer do you have to draw a straight line through your data to make science of it, you could actually draw some fractal curve through it or measure some fractal dimension of the data and do science
長夜沾濕何由徹安得廣廈千萬間大庇天下寒士俱歡顏風雨不動安如山嗚何時眼前突兀見此屋吾廬獨破受凍死亦足
outside the rain is tapping on the leaves, to me it seems like they’re applauding us. the quiet love we’ve made
tonight, there are people so happy that they have forgotten to worry about tomorrow
when i finally exhale it takes forever to be over
we made this
the soul has no secret that the behavior does not reveal
passion’s overrated anyway. say, say my name- i need a little love to ease the pain
where am i and how can i leave
the memories keep getting hazier and the lessons feel lost to time
sorry to be heavy, but heavy is the cost. heavy is the cost
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even if connection feels impossible, we keep reaching for each other through the static
spread love to eclipse hate
we’ll become all the colors
don’t spend good thoughts on dirty enzymes
it’s a new day, whether we are ready or not
we don’t fuck anymore, but we talk all the time, so it’s fine
i, i wanna rock with you tonight- i got a pile of money. i just wanna set this town alight- yeah, with my pile of money
oh, it’s up to me now, turn on the bright lights. new york cares
there was a fish in the percolator
triqti magħrufa minn ġewwa- bin-nifs li niġbed, bin-nifs li narmi, bin-nifs li jiċċaqlaq, li jċaqlaqni, jeħodni
this day guides us through the savage terrain of professional obligation, teaching us the virtues of perseverance and uncomplaining fortitude
don’t forget to read messages from the universe
lighten up while you still can
este non, este tampouco, nin este outro, nin este…
keep walking forward. there’s no other choice
enigmas never age, have you noticed that
when you don’t feel that your feet are quite touching the bottom, you’re just about at the right place to do something exciting
reasonable people don’t build unreasonable lives
the slow fade of love, it’s soft edge might cut you
i hope that you don’t laugh
80 percent of the work that a ceo does can be replaced by ai. ai is the future of corporate management- devoid of personal bias, ensuring unbiased and strategic choices that prioritize the organization’s best interests
wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake up
it’ll be brighter when the new light comes
maybe it’s all right. i mean, i went and found the modern world. but i miss the way life was when you were my girl
everyone’s fucking crazy
and i’ll die and never ever hold your hand
i’m in the shade of the dogwood tree. not the one where you told your name to me
the rain symbolizes rebirth
drowsy guitar melodies drifting through consciousness
chemistry folds into experience, and experience folds back into chemistry
nobody’s asking you to cosplay success
i found patience where ego used to be
and if yoooouuuuu can believe it…, it’s a friday once again
accept rejection. don’t beg. never chase
we live inside a dream
the act of choosing kindness even when no return is guaranteed is a radical stance
it folds into the experiment, showing you where the model breaks down, where you might refine
order, kindness, and wonder can be practiced even when the ground keeps shifting
data points in an experiment of being alive
treat your friends like celebrities who haven’t yet been discovered
kissing ought to be treated similar to a smoke break. do you want to step outside for a kiss
you were never meant to live in a cage
i couldn’t even catch a cold
you don’t need to solve anything more tonight
downtempo office existence punctuated by moments of atmospheric clarity
let your taste decide
finding ways to dispose of aggregates is likely to help it to retard ageing or even rejuvenate
the laws of physics allow us to get a remarkably precise view of the future
the mind is for forming ideas, not holding them
then the flowers became very wild because it was early september and they had nothing to lose
when will we trust the probabilities enough to let them shape our choices without demanding certainty
call me but love, and i’ll be new baptiz’d; henceforth i never will be romeo
this is what you get
it takes friction to polish a diamond
dig where you stand
i’m out in the desert shooting at the sky
they may simply arise as immune “noise” from chronic inflammation, tissue damage, or receptor turnover, without obvious function
how did i love you? like a man destroying what he tries to save
talaxian champagne. moon-ripened
make me dream at night, break my heart on sight. don’t you worry
if i go to heaven, i’ll be bored as hell
i keep death at my heels like a basset hound
this is a seed for a pine tree. escape before it’s too late
月が綺麗ですね – 死んでもいいわ
a ship in the harbor is safe, but that’s not what ships are built for
unsweet unsmotherable systole-diastole (and back again) (and so forth)
engage with reality instead of chasing ghosts
know that by knowing which all things are known
where’s the edge
starting here, what do you want to remember
we dream the dreams dreaming us
we sit in the dark and wait and are separate, but looking at each other—
the water shines brightest where it’s darkest, as in a dutch painting. there is honesty in darkness- impossible in light.
carry the knowledge of what collapse costs
the sadness doesn’t negate the gratitude. the gratitude doesn’t erase the sadness
i survived into someone who could make this real
am i losing my cool, overstating my case- well baby, what can i say
listen to the birds, not the news
fifty µT and a plan
happiness isn’t the prize of a timeline, it’s the practice inside it
authentic repetition creates resonance
feel the world around you, feel the world surround you. feel the world around you, feel it all around you crash
every hard task you delegate is a rep you didn’t do, a pattern your neurons didn’t carve deeper
the more the world automates, the more value accrues to people who continue to condition their fundamental capabilities
spider’s lesson holds: build, wait, listen, rebuild
let an equation re-assemble inside your skull and feel where the minus sign must live
let the work love you back
the key isn’t to feel good all the time, it’s to go on living alongside whatever you feel
i will drag something new into existence
reinvention required collapse first
obsession > convention
what am i willing to believe about myself, even when no one is watching
isolation strips away false compass needles
trees don’t forget how to leaf; they just wait for the season
in your solitude, you’re refracting. old assumptions about success, intimacy, and work are bending. the quiet has stripped away the noise of habit, leaving the core questions bare
refusing to choose is a choice
their freedom to live their lives free of harassment from masked federal agents is a function of their loyalty to that ruler
beneath the sky’s unseeing eyes i let my head rest in your palm, making a little world of calm